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My father had been the personal bodyguard of Harold Bailey, the head of the Bailey Group. During an assassination attempt, he took a fatal bullet for Harold's father. He survived, but the injury left him partially paralyzed. To repay that debt, the Bailey family elders made a decision on the spot. They arranged for me to marry into the Bailey family and live a life of wealth. But Harold had always looked down on me. In his eyes, I was just a gold digger, using my father's sacrifice to climb into high society. He humiliated me at every opportunity. His first love was even worse. She threw wine at me in public, spread rumors that I manipulated the family into the marriage, and treated me like dirt. At one high-society party, I became the target of endless mockery. When the elders scolded Harold for being ungrateful, he let out a cold, mocking laugh. "Her father chose to protect his boss. That had nothing to do with me," he said cruelly. "Someone from your kind of background seriously thinks she deserves to marry me, huh? That's disgusting." Before I went back in time, hatred had consumed me. I refused to let my father's sacrifice be treated like it meant nothing, so I insisted on marrying Harold. I foolishly believed I could melt his cold heart someday. But after years of marriage, his indifference, neglect, and constant defense of his first love completely drained me. I eventually fell into severe depression, got seriously sick, and died alone in an empty hospital room. Right before I died, I heard Harold outside the room, screaming like he'd lost his mind. I heard things smashing to the floor while he kept calling my name. How pathetic. By then, it was already too late. When I opened my eyes again, time had rewound. I was back to the night before the engagement party. This time, my heart was already dead. I decided that I would never marry him. I went straight to the Bailey family and calmly said, "The engagement is canceled. I'm not marrying you. "From now on, I'll become a goddaughter of the Bailey family, and after that, neither side will owe the other anything." The moment I finished speaking, Harold, the man who had always wanted me gone and only cared about his first love, suddenly went pale. His eyes widened in disbelief. For the first time ever, he looked completely panicked.